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I am an invisible man. Invisible Man, Ralph Ellison

My mother died at the moment I was born, and so for my whole life there was nothing standing between myself and eternity; at my back was always a bleak, bleak wind. The Autobiography of My Mother, Jamaica Kincaid

Call me Ishmael. Moby Dick, Herman Melville

We were young, we were bored, and the old electroshock therapy machine was just under the stairs in a box next to the Hoover. Running With Scissors, Augusten Burroughs